Yesterday my sons dad (who doesn’t live with me) came to pick me and our son up to go to his parents house for thanksgiving dinner. Our son is almost 2 btw. When he got here to pick us up I immediately could tell he was in a nitpicking mood. We were ready to go when he got here, I just had to put my shoes on and fill my cats food and water bowl up before leaving. I jokingly told the cat happy thanksgiving when I put her food bowl down and laughed. He didn’t laugh, he scoffed and said “you must have been saving that lame ass joke for when I got here huh” I said no that I was just being funny, he kept going on about how dumb the joke was and how I wasn’t funny etc. so I told him just drop it and went to put my shoes on. He followed me to my bedroom and again scoffed and said “you’re seriously wearing those shoes? They don’t even go with your outfit you look dumb” I told him I don’t have any other shoes besides flip flops but I would check my closet. I got up to look and he snapped at me and told me to just wear the ugly shoes and come on that he “thought we was ready to go” I said I’m just putting my shoes on do you not want us to go or something? He flipped out and told me I could just “keep my miserable ass here” and that he was only taking my son to his parents. I said okay whatever and asked if he needed help carrying his things to the car and that I just didn’t wanna argue. He was holding our son by this time, and just KEPT yelling at me getting louder and louder and wouldn’t leave. I could see in my sons face that he was starting to get worked up and anxious obviously because his dad is holding him while screaming at me. I told him at least 10 times to leave if he wanted to take our son and stop standing in my house screaming at me, he still didn’t leave so I told him nvm that he’s not taking our son anymore to just put him down and get out of my house. He refused to put my son down so I tried to grab him from him and he told me he was going to punch me in my face if I didn’t let him leave and tried to run out the front door with my son. I called the law on him and asked if they could send an officer to force him to leave WITHOUT my son because at that point I wasn’t comfortable sending him alone anymore with how he was acting towards me threatening to hit me and shit. I stood in front of the door the whole time I waited on the law to arrive and he just kept on trying to argue and was shoving me against the door, getting in my face, calling me every name in the book, insulting me telling me I’m fat and ugly and gonna die alone because no man will ever want me etc etc. Just saying anything he can think of to get a reaction out of me. Then he FaceTimed his brother and told him I called the cops on him then they both sat on the phone talking shit about me saying I’m ruining the holidays and it’s “fucked up” that I won’t let our son go with him, literally blaming me for the whole thing and said I ruined the holiday by not sending my son with him?? Was I in the wrong for not letting my son go with him? His entire family is CONSTANTLY taking his side against mine and blames me for literally everything and tells me I do him so wrong and that it’s shitty for me to keep his son away and I’m ruining his life etc. It really makes me feel crazy but idk. What do y’all think